As soon as the older kids were out the door to the bus, Patrick had his shoes in his hand. Like a Labrador puppy, he needed to be “ran”. In the morning especially this is true. All that pent up energy from sleeping a whole night has to go somewhere. Boys are just like puppies, remember that. My sister once had a dog that she could run 14 miles with and that still wouldn’t put a dent in his energy level. Ever have a boy like that? I’m sure the answer is yes, everywhere.
Here’s our journey in photos:
My favorite tree in blossom.
My boss. Isn’t he cute? He tells me where to go all day long.
C’mon MOM! Just checking on me to see if I’m obeying.
These blossoms smell so good. No idea what they are. But really, it’s hard to pull your nose away.
One of my favorite houses a block over. Simple perfection.
He has his Dad’s rock climbing obsession, but starting out small for now.
Do you want to live by me? This sweet house is for sale. It is so affordable and has FIVE bedrooms, and a beautiful private back yard.
This house is another favorite. Look at that side porch!
Our destination. And we were the only ones there. Heaven.
He made me sit on this next because he wanted to spin me around. Two circumferences and I thought I was going to puke. I couldn’t focus. Not a good way to start the morning.
I am no wimpy swinger. If you are going to swing, there is no point in not going as high as possible.
Once more on the slide.
Then he was ready to go.
Saw this sign on the way home and thought: